The Poet.

The great sage walked to the river Where he saw the couple of birds That sitting and telling their own woes Their own happiness, the world affairs The future course of life in the wilderness When he looked back there he saw the poacher Aiming to the poor birds with an arrow Oh! man don't kill the poor birds To kill and attempt to kill itself is bad There his mind traveled the plight of world A beautiful epic he wrote in due course The great sage Valmiki the first poet The great epic Ramayana widely read. Non violence and non killing the need of the hour.